October 16, 2012

litost


 






"I was in the winter of my life — and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not a very popular one, who once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet — but upon an unfortunate series of events, saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again — sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living — they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying — because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one — who belonged to everyone, who had nothing — who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about — and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people — and finally I did — on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore — except to make our lives a work of art.
Live fast. Die Young. Be Wild. And Have Fun.
I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever —I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself — I ride. I just ride.
Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy.
But I am free."
the most perfect words by a lovely chameleon soul, Lana del Rey.
inspiration cannot come at a better time than now and there are no words truer than this.
a self-portrait inspired by "Ride"

10 comments:

Yi Lin T said...

<3!

:)

little henry lee said...

oh wow, that writing was beautiful and so are your photos! i've not really paid much attention to lana del rey because there has been so much hype about her but i really like what she wrote, maybe i'll have to listen to some of her music.

little henry lee

stephanie thy. said...

a very inspiring quote. the words are so very beautiful. and so is your self portrait

Kasia Skowron said...

your self-portraits always take my breath away. speechless

Yernie Yip said...

So much love for photo two and three! And this has to be your most special self portrait ever! Love it :)

Macha said...

I was going to say how lovely I found those roses, until I saw your selfportrait, which is even lovelier! And so moving at the same time, your eyes always touch me so much.

Thank you for sharing those words by Lana, whatever people say about her, I can't stop finding her world, music and words so inspiring. :)

And thank you for your lovely words, I have started studying again so I hardly find the time to prepare the next post, I miss blogging so much!
<3

Satin and Souffles said...

Such gorgeous photos! You are so tanted! I love the last one! I cannot stop listening to Ride xx

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Eleanor said...

you are beautiful! i loove lana.. she is gorgeous!
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Jada said...

At first, I wasn't really a fan of Lana Del Ray because I thought her music was so down-tempo and maudlin. But, after listening to her album, I fell in love with her other tracks and was amazed at how poetic she is!

Louise said...

Hell yes. - Not that I'm an avid Lana Del Rey fan (i've never listened to any of her songs, but I really like her presence in this post)